Los galgos
2011 · 20m · España
Directed by Gabriel Azorín
Genres: dark comedy, drama
Tones: contemplative, dark
Childhood friends Lucas, Jorge and Rafa spend a weekend in the countryside and, after a long drunken night, take four greyhounds out hunting at daybreak.
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The setup screams indie-drama-about-masculinity, but Azorín refuses the expected reckoning—instead he lets the hunt and the hangover and the friendship exist in this queasy, unresolved space where nobody learns anything. It's genuinely disinterested in redemption, which is rarer than it should be.
A precise formal exercise in tonal restraint; the film holds its dark comedy and its dread in such careful balance that you feel the weight of each choice—the pacing of the dawn, the specificity of the greyhounds themselves as both literal and thematic apparatus.
The decision to film the actual hunt with such unflinching clarity, neither sensationalizing nor moralizing it, is what makes this work—that compositional commitment to witness over judgment transforms what could've been a student film about drunk assholes into something genuinely unsettling and alive.